A true account of one family's journey from middle class suburbia into the depths of poverty then homelessness as they followed Jesus with uncompromising faith.
Homer, Wanda, Ida, and Fanny are a new breed of adventurers, willing to throw caution to the wind and follow God wholeheartedly. This family of 4 with their dog and bird in tow faced down the wilderness to pursue Jesus.
Bored with the mundane, they left their lives of extreme outdoor camping and audacious adventures seeking new challenges. Their thirst for the thrill of following God in faith drove ever onward. Soon they entered the high risk and financially demanding world of staying indoors, sleeping on real beds and eating regularly. A world that would require all their razor sharp skills to navigate.
Our intrepid band of pioneers have spent the past 2 years living in a small motel room. Their favorite pastimes of hide and seek and capture the flag replaced by standing up to the verbal assaults of drug-dealing pimps and former convicts. Adapting to the confined quarters, Wanda began leading an online prayer call for Canada while Homer has been dutifully preparing their online presence. Both have been judiciously crafting the story of their adventure, Wilderness—How to Marry Jesus in 10 Years or Less, into readable prose.
As intensely private people being cast amongst islanders was like being a steak thrown to lions. The intense focus of the rural locals had all the endearing appeal of a magnifying glass to an ant. The scrutiny was unbearable at times but thankfully the hovel we now found ourselves in became the main stage of our circus. The insanity of our situation could only be successfully approached with a large magnum of gallows humor. As the dark clouds of uncertainty began to appear on our horizon finding any source of light became critical. We wanted to engage our readers in a way that would help them understand the insanity of our position yet not be overwhelmed.
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Wilderness - How to Marry Jesus in 10 Years or Less
Back at the R.V., Wanda called the McDonalds and talked with Irene. Wanda found out the rent was $650/month with utilities included. The next day we headed over to see the rental. The little blue house was right on the highway, very near to the land. It was an office building that had been converted into a house for workers at a nearby fish processing plant. This building was as suitable for a house, as a bicycle is for gardening. There was a tiny office kitchen, a washer and dryer in the dining room, one toilet room slightly smaller than the size of an adult male, and the shower room from Psycho. There were three bedrooms, and a living room as well. Even with this in mind, we agreed to rent the little blue house. Soon we moved into the fishbowl that would become our home for the next 4 years. Our R.V. was parked in the front lot, like some prehistoric beast in the middle of a school yard; advertising our presence as ‘foreigners’. As intensely private people, this was not a good situation.
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